How to Turn Straw Into Gold

When opportunity knocked on her door,

She ran with what she was supplied,

Sadly the fact that she couldn’t ignore,

Was that in order to do so, she lied.

A little white lie was all it had been,

It’s not like she did it for praise,

Unfortunately, much to her chagrin,

What was at take was a raise.

‘I told him I could program this now?”

She had only been recently hired,

“When really I don’t even know how!”

She was certain she was due to be fired.

She sat in her desk, getting herself into gear,

When almost as if out of the wall,

In front of her desk a man did appear,

Her co worker from just the next stall.

“I’ll make you an offer you cannot refuse,

I can teach you how to fix the display,

I honestly think you have nothing to lose,

There’s my pitch, what do you say?”

She thought for a second, mulling over her plight,

Wondering what it was that he wanted,

But on the other hand he seemed alright,

So she agreed, for the most part undaunted.

After getting a nod he jumped into the fray,

Leaving behind him a sight to behold,

He might as well have been tackling mountains of hay,

And leaving behind piles of gold.

She caught on rather quick, she was naturally bright,

And it wasn’t long before they were finished,

“Can I pick you up around 6 tonight?”

He asked as his confidence quickly diminished.

“Well hold on just a minute,”she began with a start,

“I didn’t agree to a date!

Granted, you did do your part,

But I’ve got an appointment and I can’t be late.”

“Well that’s alright, though it’s a bit of a shame,

How about I make you a deal?

I’ll leave you alone if you guess my name,

Or you have to take me out for a meal.”

She pretended to think, and covered a smile,

“Oh, I wouldn’t know where to begin,

How about Alex, Maybe Jameson? Niall?

Or my favorite, Rumplestiltskin?”

“Close, but no cigar my friend,

Though I’ll still give you time to back out,

If not I’m free all this weekend,

Let me know if you’d like to hang out.”

After she agreed they went out to eat,

That Saturday in a cafe,

She rather enjoyed the treat,

It became the best part of her day.

“Thanks for your help Taj,” she added as she got up to go,

He realized he hadn’t told her his name,

“Wait, how long did you know?”

If she’d known, then why had she came?

“I’ve known all along,” she said with a smile,

“Your stall is right next to my own

I came here because I found it worthwhile,

It’s much better than eating alone.”

“I may have figured out how to fix what went wrong,

Just before you came in, but hey,

I haven’t been out to eat in so long,

and I’m glad that I came here today.”

There’d really had been no point to his bet,

He thought as she walked away,

No matter what problem she met,

He was confident she would be okay.